Monthly Archives: July 2009

Whaddaya want first? The Good News or the Bad?

Personally I like to end things on a positive note and anticipating bad news can sometimes be as bad as the bad news itself, so I’m a fan of just getting the bad news over with myself.

But you can pick and choose which you want to read first. You’ll just have to hold your hand over the screen and scroll if you want the good news first. You have ALL the control right at your fingertips.



Here goes:


I don’t know how to break the news gently, but Little Red didn’t survive the night last night. We thought we had her all nice and secure in the chicken tractor. In fact, at night Jake would safely tuck her into a dog kennel (the plastic kind with a metal door) within the tractor and then would let her out each morning. That’s two layers of security folks. But apparently it wasn’t enough.

Whatever it was, tore through our chicken tractor and then ripped that metal door right off the cage and made off with Little Red.

It was not a pretty scene to discover.

That predator is going down!


Candace and her boys came to visit this afternoon and brought the Pioneer Woman’s Key Lime Pie. I didn’t even know if I would like Key Lime Pie, but oh sweet mercy, it was all kinds of good. And having a foodie friend who comes over with pie after you’ve lost your last chicken is pretty sweet too.



The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord. Job 1:21

Around Our Place

Isn’t it hard to believe that it’s July already? The summer is flying by. Fortunately though, it’s been great.

After cutting back my workload with The Old Schoolhouse in February, I thought I would perk up and start feeling better immediately. Alas, it didn’t quite work that way. I really just started feeling better in the last few weeks – almost 4 months later! I still struggle with the normal ups and downs of fibromyalgia, but overall I’m coping much much better. I’m sleeping better and don’t need supplements to help me sleep all the time and I’m able to get out and about much much more.

A friend pointed out to me that it just takes time for the body to heal itself. We tend to want quick relief, but after having burned the candle at both ends for far too long, it took me 4 months of doing practically nothing before my body could recover. The hard part was that it didn’t feel like I was getting better during those months. At times, I actually felt worse and that was a real bummer, yet God was working and things were improving even when I didn’t "feel" it.

In other news, we’ve lost all but one of our chickens and quite a few of our guineas. Apparently some predators decided to have themselves an all you can eat buffet on our delightful free range fowl.  I miss my chickens and hearing the roosters crow.  Now, we’re down to 13 guineas and 1 hen.

Remember Little Red?

Apparently her hiding skills served her well. She’s our lone survivor!

Thankfully Billy and Baab are doing well, as are the dogs and cats. And the boys and I have had a great summer. After being so tied down while I was working so much, we decided to schedule at least one fun budget-friendly activity a week. It’s been such a blessing. I think I needed a mental change of pace to help myself heal too.

Plus after much procrastination, I finally got my oldest son’s transcript up to date. Woo hoo! Homeschool mom dance of joy! It really helped me to think about not only what I want to do with him, but also with the other boys this upcoming school year. I am SO thankful for this season of refreshment and how God has shown Himself faithful every step of the way.

I still think more changes are coming, but I know that wherever God leads us, He will prepare the way.